After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 103

Time rewinds to when Sebelia left the private room and walked down the hallway.

“Ugh.”

“Are you alright, madam?”

Sebelia waved off the concerned employee and continued walking. With each step, she felt dizzy.

‘I guess I overdid it for three days.’

However, once the sensory link was broken, it was difficult to reestablish. Sebelia endured the rising nausea and barely made it to the balcony.

“Haa.”

A cold breeze blew on her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat. Her feverish body temperature quickly dropped, and she shivered. But she couldn’t feel more refreshed.

‘Alright, now….’

Sebelia locked the balcony door, sat down on a chair, and closed her eyes. The white feather, with its fluid nature, was difficult to maintain its shape and move. So, Sebelia had no choice but to excuse herself.

She couldn’t show this to Nelia.

‘A little lower… There, now rise into the air and onto the chair. Yes, like that.’

The feather moved very slowly and gradually. As time passed, Sebelia felt a splitting headache. But she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Wasn’t it for today that she endured Claude’s devilish training for three days? Soon, the feather moved silently and gently landed on Nelia’s neck before turning transparent.

“Whew.”

Now, the final step remained. Sebelia took out the charm Claude had given her from her pocket. It was a charm made by a sorcerer who was friends with him.

Rip-.

Without hesitation, Sebelia tore the charm. Then, something like a shadow sprang up from beneath her feet. The thin, thorn-like tendrils quickly brushed through the balcony door and reached the private room.

At the same time, the floor of the private room briefly turned black. It was a change difficult to notice unless one’s face was on the floor.

“Hoo….”

It was done. Wiping away the cold sweat, Sebelia stood up. She was about to open the balcony door and return to the hallway when.

[I really didn’t want to do this. Anyway, a kid who hits puberty late is too hard to handle.]

Sebelia froze at the voice delivered directly into her eardrums. Of course, they wouldn’t cater to her.

‘When a tool they’ve been using easily their whole lives suddenly stops working, they usually fix it, not appease it.’

And to her family, she was such an existence. Sebelia closed her eyes, feeling a cold wind blowing in her heart. Soon, brilliant colors filled the inside of her eyelids.

What she saw from a slightly lower perspective was the scenery of the private room she had been in just a moment ago. Sebelia was now sharing the vision of the white feather perched on Nelia’s shoulder.

Nelia seemed to rummage around for a moment, then took out a small bottle.

“I just hope you don’t become an idiot, my sister.”

Thud. Nelia poured a couple of drops of the medicine from the bottle into Sebelia’s teacup and called an employee to order new tea. Then, she repeated the same action as before.

The only difference was that she poured all the remaining medicine into the steaming teapot.

“……Haa.”

Sebelia minimized the sensory link with the feather and opened her eyes. Her head was spinning, and she felt nauseous as if she would throw up at any moment, but she almost burst out laughing.

Judging from Nelia’s words and actions, the medicine she put in the teacup was probably a sleeping pill or something that would make her lose her mind. If she had to choose one, it would probably be the latter.

Because she couldn’t possibly carry a woman who collapsed in a teahouse with so many people.

Sebelia sighed heavily and leaned her forehead against the door. Feeling the cool sensation, she bit her lip.

‘I knew it. There’s no way they would seriously try to persuade a bastard they’ve despised their whole lives.’

There was no way Silas, the cunning snake, would send Nelia just to have a conversation. Like herself, he had other intentions from the start.

“There’s nothing more to be disappointed about now.”

Sebelia swallowed her ice-cold anger and threw open the balcony door. But she headed to the lounge, not the hallway leading to the private room.

A moment later, Sebelia, with a blank face, came out of the lounge and headed to the private room. Nelia, who had been eagerly waiting for her, greeted her happily.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.”

Sebelia uttered the prepared words as if reciting a script and swallowed the tea. Then, her bright blue eyes became hazy, and her limbs lost strength.

Seeing this, Nelia stood up and ordered.

“Sebelia, let’s go home now.”

“…….”

As Sebelia staggered to her feet, Nelia immediately linked arms with her. Then, she joined Nathan, who was waiting in the opposite private room, and took her out of the teahouse.

“Well done, sister. Father will be very pleased.”

“Oh, stop with the compliments. I just did what I had to do.”

The carriage carrying Sebelia, who had lost her mind, disappeared in an instant as if it was in a hurry. And the ‘real Sebelia’ watched that scene until the end before leaving the lounge.

An employee who witnessed the scene frowned and approached. There was no one with her appearance among today’s reservations.

“Madam, I’m sorry, but this lounge is for customers using private rooms.”

“I’m sorry. I had something urgent to do.”

“Hey, wait a minute…!”

The woman with unique appearance of red hair and black eyes brushed off the employee’s restraint and disappeared. The employee grumbled that he wouldn’t let her get away with it next time and went into the lounge. Sometimes customers who entered without permission made a mess of the lounge, so he needed to check.

“What is this?”

Sure enough, inside the lounge, pieces of paper of unrecognizable shape were found half-burned. The employee gnashed his teeth and ran out to get a dustpan.

It was just another ordinary day at the teahouse, which was always crowded with people.

* * *

The Duke of Inverness’s capital residence was located in the 5th district of Langue Elisa, in the best location. Until a few years ago, the neglected mansion had been noticeably transformed as the owner suddenly began to reside there.

Expensive fresh flowers bloomed profusely in the garden, and newly planted garden trees showed off their green leaves over the fence. Servants who wanted to increase their value lingered around the back door with letters of recommendation.

“He hasn’t shown his face since the Grand Theater. He’s just a northern barbarian, I wonder how long he can act so high and mighty.”

In front of the high iron gate, nobles rode in carriages, peeking over the gate before spitting out harsh words and disappearing. Perhaps they were hoping that the butler would rush out and invite them in.

Well, the crazy duke from the north was the hottest topic in the capital. If he wanted to, he could instantly capture all the attention of the capital and dominate high society with curiosity and enthusiasm.

But the owner of the mansion had no interest in such things. He was now pacing back and forth, agonizing like a wolf waiting for its owner to return from an outing.

“How long has it been since she left, and there’s still no news….”

Dehart paced anxiously in front of the fireplace. It was an action repeated every 30 minutes since Sebelia went out, so Claude glanced at him with an annoyed face before burying his head back in his book.

Even parents cheering on their child’s first errand wouldn’t be this bad. Moreover, Sebelia was not a preschooler, and she had the strength to knock out even a sturdy man like Dehart and run away.

And she had been diligently honing that strength for the past three days. With him, of course!

But it was obvious that explaining it in detail would be useless. The reason was too clear. Claude had already tried to persuade Dehart five times, and each time he had failed.

‘Please come back soon, Bella.’

Claude prayed earnestly, thinking of his disciple who had left to hear exactly what her half-sister was saying. Was his prayer reaching the heavens? Not long after, the sound of the iron gate opening was heard.

And it was only natural that Dehart reacted before anyone else.

“……!”

Dehart, who immediately checked the window, stopped as he was about to burst out of the drawing room. He quickly checked himself in the mirror, then ran his hand through his hair and straightened his clothes.

“He’s doing all sorts of things.”

Ignoring Claude’s clicking tongue, Dehart ran down the stairs as if he was rolling down and threw open the door to the hall. Before the butler could come out, he was already holding the carriage door.

“Bella.”

Dehart, who opened the door with force, called her, unable to control his emotions. Sebelia heard his voice and took off the hood she had been wearing deeply. Dehart froze.

“Ah. That’s right. You haven’t seen this appearance yet.”

What appeared when she took off her hood was not Sebelia but a black-eyed woman with red hair trailing down to her waist.

“Um, Dehart. Can you listen to what I have to say first? Claude can undo it… Where is he?”

That damn uncle. Dehart swallowed his curse, made Sebelia put on her hood again, and led her to the drawing room. Claude, who was leisurely flipping through a book there, immediately realized the situation.

“Oh dear. It seems you ended up using the last resort, Bella.”

“That’s how it went.”

Sebelia smiled bitterly and took off her hood. Claude gestured as if he was sorry, then took out something like a charm from his pocket and lightly threw it at Sebelia. Then, in the blink of an eye, the southern woman became a blue-eyed woman with pale skin.

“So what the hell is going on?”

Dehart, who had been silently watching the scene, asked in a low voice.